What happens when a vine swinging George of the Jungle makes an unwelcome visit to the Pupununu tribe? All this makes Tak desire to have more power than he already has and problems for George's new position too.

It
was quite an average day for George, King of the Jungle on his usual
route on patrol to find any animal in need. As George swing one
vine, to the next, he immediately headed for a tree branch to rest. George's friend, Ape was also right behind him and he was curious
to know why George had stopped.

"George,
why did we stop going on patrol?" asked Ape.

"Look
Ape" replied George as he pointed to a village, "George has never
seen any village like this up in close and personal."

"George,
I would like to advise you, that the village in question is known as
the Pupununu village" replied Ape.

"And
what's so bad about that for George?" asked George.

"Well,
one thing is we animals of the jungle tend to avoid the village
because it attracts bad luck" replied Ape.

"Bad
luck, a village can't be bad luck to George, silly Ape" replied
George, "George will go down there and introduce himself as King of
the Jungle, after all, I'm suppose to know everyone here in the
jungle."

"Oh,
I got a bad feeling where this could be heading" sighed Ape as he
shook his head while George took a vine and swung right down.

Meanwhile,
back in the Pupununu village, the Chief was preparing his annual
feast where members of the tribe were gathering various. Poor Tak
was given the choir, i.e. all of Lok's choirs to do most of the
work. Such as gathering wood for the fire for the feast, along with
also carrying the corpus of the animal itself which was quite a heavy
deceased warthog.

"That's
right Tak, put some muscle into it" said Lok as he was "helping"
poor Tak out.

"Shouldn't
you be doing this?" asked Tak as he was carrying the deceased
warthog on a large plate heading toward a lit fire.

"I
would, but the Lok can not get so close to something like that"
replied Lok.

"So
let me guess, you're afraid of things that are not living?" asked
Tak as he struggled with the heavy load.

"Precisely,
that's why the Lok has you do it" replied Lok.

"Tak,
what's taking you so long to load up the pig corpse onto the fire?"
asked the Chief.

"This
wasn't part of any of mine choirs!" cried Tak to which the weight
of the deceased warthog was taking its toll on poor Tak.

"George
will help you, make that roast!" cried an unfamiliar voice.

Suddenly,
a man holding a vine came right into the scene. He grabbed the
deceased warthog and placed it right on the fire pit. The Chief was
quite impressed with his entrance, along with other members of the
tribe whom were curious about this stranger.

"Stranger,
please tell me what is your name?" asked the Chief.

"I'm
known as George, King of the Jungle around these parts" replied
George as he landed right onto the ground.

"Wait
a second, you mean you're king of the entire jungle that surrounds
this village?" asked the Chief who never heard of any title of king
being attached to someone like George.

"Yes,
it's George's responsibility to get to know everyone here in the
jungle" replied George.

"Now
there's somebody you can learn from, in not being a wimp" laughed
Lok at poor Tak.

"Please,
King George" said the Chief as he pulled George to his side,
"please stay with us for a feast, we would be most welcome that you
will be our honored guess."

"Oh,
can George invite a few friends over?" asked George to the Chief.

"I
don't see why not, any friend of the King of the Jungle, is a
friend to the Pupununu tribe" replied the Chief.

"Okay
then, just let George call in Shep and he'll bring in all of
George's friends" said George.

Before
the Chief could send George into his hut, George let out a loud yell
throughout the jungle. This also got the attention of Ape who was
worried on where George could have gone to.

"Oh
no, I know that yell anywhere, either George is in trouble or he's
calling for his pet elephant Shep!" cried Ape.

As
the primate turned around, he noticed far off from where they came,
birds began to leave, and other animals began to scatter. He could
hear Ursula, her father, Magnolia and her father being taken by Shep
to head where George was located. The elephant then got closer,
right where poor Ape was, and the elephant simply grabbed Ape from
his position and placed him on his back.

"Ape,
where's Shep taking us?" asked Ursula.

"George
met a tribe known as the Pupununu" replied Ape, "I warned that
these Pupununu people always attract bad luck, and we're heading
straight for them!"

"Well,
let's hope these new friends of George don't happen to be
cannibals" said Dr. Scott, "after all, you don't want to end up
in a situation like last week."

"I
told you, they'll have left us alone if you didn't disrupt their
ceremony!" cried the Witch Doctor.

"How
should I have known that they would sacrifice anyone who 'violates'
their sacred ceremony to their so-called god?" asked Dr. Scott.

"Would
you two please two arguing, we're almost there!" cried Magnolia.

Suddenly
Shep came right out of a clearing, and nearly tripped over a log. The elephant halted just in the nick of time, yet he sent Ursula,
Magnolia, Dr. Scott, Ape and the Witch Doctor all flying off his back
and right into some mud. As Dr. Scott woke up from his ordeal,
members of the Pupununu tribe began to gather around the four
strangers to their village.

"Ah,
don't eat me!" cried Dr. Scott as he woke up and noticed the
Pupununu villager in the mask.

"Sorry,
you have to excuse my friend over here, he really has a negative
stereotype of you folks" replied the Witch Doctor who got up and
dusted himself off.

"I
do not have any bias whatsoever" replied Dr. Scott as he turned
around in a huff.

"Ah,
so you must be George's friends" said the Chief who came into the
scene with George, "welcome to our humble Pupununu village, you
four can stay as long as you like."

"But
of course not" added the Chief, "the only thing we have a taste
for is for animals, not people."

All
Dr. Scott's response was a simple fainting right back in the mud he
got himself out. Yet as George and his friends were preparing to
join the Pupununu people for a feast, Ape had an unsettling reason
why he and his fellow animals of the jungle would not dare set foot
in this village, ever.

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